Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,Creeps in this petty pace from day to day

If you have tears, prepare to shed them now.

Love moderately. Long love doth so. Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow. *Love each other in moderation. That is the key to long-lasting love. Too fast is as bad as too slow.*

Lady, you know no rules of charity, Which renders good for bad, blessings for curses.

If I could write the beauty of your eyes And in fresh numbers number all your graces, The age to come would say, 'This poet lies; Such heavenly touches ne'er touch'd earthly faces.'

Throw physic to the dogs; I'll none of it.

What a terrible era in which idiots govern the blind.